With the death of Robert Mapplethorpe, I had lost my main collaborator in taking photographs. So I didn’t know who to work with.
PATTI SMITHI’m okay with roaming around the world in my bunk for days on end. Maybe every third day I’ll get a shower or stumble out at dawn and realize I’m in a field in Poland. I like that kind of life.
More Patti Smith Quotes
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I’ve always considered myself a writer.
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I’ve always had a desire to write something and capture people’s imagination like Peter Pan had captured mine.
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Will you pretend you’re my boyfriend?
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To be an artist – actually, to be a human being in these times – it’s all difficult. … What matters is to know what you want and pursue it.
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So my last image was as the first. A sleeping youth cloaked in light, who opened his eyes with a smile of recognition for someone who had never been a stranger.
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Writing is not some quiet, closet act.
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I felt alien my whole life but I didn’t feel alien because of my gender. Other people made me aware of my gender.
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I’m not really a nostalgic person.
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I was always a tomboy as a kid. I always had boyfriends. I was just a regular girl growing up in the late ’50s and early ’60s, but I was never really attracted to what the girls were attracted to: makeup, my appearance, homemaking.
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What a model of an artist was for me was an artist who worked. Picasso was the ultimate model, because the work ethic he had.
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Even as a child, I knew what I didn’t want. I didn’t want to wear red lipstick.
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The film [Dream of Life] doesn’t hide anything, except maybe moments of sorrow or darkness that belonged to me.
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Remember, we are mortal, but poetry is not.
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I’m from South Jersey: The idea of eating a roll with olive oil and anchovies or some kind of sardine and drinking mint tea definitely comes from reading Paul Bowles.
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Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe, love is a banquet on which we feed.
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